Low Life (feat. The Weeknd)

Summary

"Low Life" by Future featuring The Weeknd dives into a lifestyle filled with excess, partying, and the struggles that come with it. The artists rap about drugs, wealth, and relationships, painting a picture of a high-energy but chaotic life.

Full Analysis

The song captures the essence of a wild lifestyle that many associate with hip-hop culture. Future and The Weeknd talk about partying hard, using drugs, and flaunting wealth. But beneath the glitz, there's a hint of emptiness and the consequences of living this way. It's not just about the fun; it’s also about the darker side of this lifestyle, which can lead to loneliness and chaos.

Verse 1

I just took some molly, what else? (Hey)
Got some bitch from Follies with us ('scuse me, 'scuse me)
She gon' fuck the squad, what else? (I swear)
I'ma fuck her broads, what else? (Get, get)

In this opening verse, Future sets the tone with a bold declaration of his party lifestyle. The mention of "molly" and "bitch from Follies" illustrates a carefree night filled with drugs and casual encounters. It’s a boastful introduction that gives listeners a glimpse into his world, where he embraces hedonism without any hesitation.

Chorus

'Cause I'm always reppin' for that low life
Reppin' for that low life (turn up)
Low life, low life, low life
Know I'm reppin' for that low, low life (representin', I'm representin', representin')

The chorus reinforces the theme of living the "low life." It’s catchy and repetitive, which makes it memorable. Here, Future declares his allegiance to this lifestyle, indicating that he embraces it fully. The repetition emphasizes that this isn't just a phase for him; it’s his identity.

Verse 2

Wake up, take a sip of Ace of Spades like it's water
I been on the molly and them Xans with your daughter
If she catch me cheating, I won't ever tell her sorry
If she catch me cheating, I won't ever tell her sorry

In this verse, Future continues to describe his excesses. Drinking Ace of Spades like water shows how normalized this lavish lifestyle is for him. His nonchalant attitude about cheating reveals a lack of emotional attachment, suggesting that relationships are just as casual as the parties he attends. There's a sense of bravado here, but also a hint of recklessness.

Chorus

'Cause I'm always reppin' for that low life
Low life, low life, low life
Know I'm reppin' for that low, low life (representin', I'm representin', representin')

The chorus repeats, driving home the idea of living life on the edge. It’s almost like a rallying cry for those who identify with this lifestyle. It’s catchy, and the energy is infectious, making it easy for listeners to join in.

Bridge

Yeah, they stereotypin'
'Cause they know a nigga keep ten rifles
And they know a nigga keep ten snipers
Keep a baby bottle like we wearin' diapers

In the bridge, Future touches on stereotypes related to his lifestyle. He mentions weapons, which suggests a dangerous life, and the baby bottle hints at a childish aspect to his behavior. This contrast shows that while he may be living large, there’s a part of him that remains immature and reckless.

Outro

I just took some molly, what else?
Got some bitch from Follies with us
She gon' fuck the squad, what else?
I'ma fuck her broads, what else?

The outro circles back to the beginning, almost like a loop. This repetition emphasizes the ongoing cycle of partying and indulgence. It leaves listeners with a sense of continuity in his lifestyle, suggesting that this chaotic life is never-ending.

Closing Thoughts

"Low Life" captures the highs and lows of a party lifestyle. Future and The Weeknd showcase the thrill of excess, but there's also an underlying message about the emptiness that can come with it. While the song is catchy and fun, it serves as a reminder that living fast can lead to consequences. The energy is undeniable, but so is the hint of loneliness that often accompanies such a lifestyle.

Full Lyrics

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I just took some molly, what else? (Hey)
Got some bitch from Follies with us ('scuse me, 'scuse me)
She gon' fuck the squad, what else? (I swear)
I'ma fuck her broads, what else? (Get, get)
Bitch from Pakistan, what up? (Foreign)
Ferraris and them Lambs, what else? (Skrrt, skrrt)
'Bout to fuck this club up, what else? (Get, get)

Metro Boomin want some more, nigga

I turn the Ritz into a poor house
It's like eviction number four now
Go 'head and ash it on the floor now
Girl, go 'head and show me how you go down
And I feel my whole body peakin'
And I'm fuckin' anybody with they legs wide
Gettin' faded with some bitches from the West Side
East coast, nigga reppin' North Side
Never waste a ho's time
Bitch, I'm on my own time
Fuck a nigga co-sign
Always change my number and my phone line
Baby girl, I don't lie
Used to have no money for a crib
Now my room service bill cost your whole life
If they try to stunt me, I go all out military
I'm camo'ed all out like I'm in the military
And free up all my niggas locked up in the penitentiary (squad)

'Cause I'm always reppin' for that low life
Reppin' for that low life (turn up)
Low life, low life, low life
Know I'm reppin' for that low, low life (representin', I'm representin', representin')
Said I'm reppin' for that low life
Low life, low life, low life, low life (I'm representin' for that low life)
Said I'm repping for that low life (I'm reppin', that's reppin', I'm reppin')
Low life, low life, low life (rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, woo, woo, woo, woo), yeah

Wake up, take a sip of Ace of Spades like it's water
I been on the molly and them Xans with your daughter
If she catch me cheating, I won't ever tell her sorry
If she catch me cheating, I won't ever tell her sorry
Porsches in the valet, I got Bentleys, I got 'Raris
Taking pain pills on the plane, gettin' chartered
Poppin' tags on tags, I was starvin'
Bitch, I got the juice and the carbine
Turn a five star hotel to a traphouse
Roaches everywhere like we forgot to take the trash out
Flood my cross with ice, gettin' money my religion
Got my baby mama and my side bitch kissin'
I turn the Ritz into a lean house
This the sixth time gettin' kicked out
I can't feel my face, I'm on Adderall, nauseous
Niggas tryna ride my fuckin' wave, now they salty
Runnin' with the wave, get you killed quick
Shoot you in your back like you Ricky (Ricky)
Lil Mexico, with no life to afterlife
My whole life, my whole life

'Cause I'm always reppin' for that low life
Low life, low life, low life
Know I'm reppin' for that low, low life (representin', I'm representin', representin')
Said I'm reppin' for that low life
Low life, low life, low life, low life (I'm representin' that low life)
Said I'm reppin' for that low life (low life, I'm reppin' for that low life)
Low life, low life, low life (rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, woo), yeah

Yeah, they stereotypin'
'Cause they know a nigga keep ten rifles
And they know a nigga keep ten snipers
Keep a baby bottle like we wearin' diapers
Yeah, they stereotypin'
'Cause they know a nigga keep 20 rifles
And they know a nigga keep 20 snipers
And they know a nigga keep ten wifeys (hahahaha)

Sniper, sniper, sniper, sniper, sniper
Wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey
That's your wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey?
I think I like her, like her, like her, like her
That's your wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey?
I think I like her, like her, like her, like her
Oh, that's your wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey?
I think I like her, like her, like her, like her

I just took some molly, what else?
Got some bitch from Follies with us
She gon' fuck the squad, what else?
I'ma fuck her broads, what else?
Bitch from Pakistan, what up?
Ferraris and them Lambs, what else?
'Bout to fuck this club up, what else?
'Bout to fuck this club up, what else?